Hi Aamir P, thank you for agreeing to this interview.
Oltobooks : Tell us a little about yourself and your background?
Aamir P : My name is Aamir P. I'm from Chennai, India. I have written 25+ books and still continuing in writing books. Currently, I'm a writer, Data Engineer, Udemy Instructor, Badminton player, Chess player, Public Speaker, Podcaster, Blogger, Coder, and Padma Shri Award nominee for the year 2023. You can browse the name "Aamir P" on Google. My writings have been in Tamil and English. My books have reached 15+ distributors.
Oltobooks : What are your ambitions for your writing career?
Aamir P : For now, I see writing as a service by motivating people and providing valuable life lessons. In short, to engage my readers with valuable content. I wish I win all prestigious awards for writing.
Oltobooks : When did you decide to become a writer?
Aamir P : I became a writer at the age of eight years. I used to take my rough notebook and write down my feelings. This practice helped me bury my worries and all the emotions used to dry up on the paper. I never thought I would release books, and it will fetch a welcome from the audience. During my college days, I represented my college and won various events and prizes from other colleges. Mostly, I won for my writing. Then 2020, it was covid lockdown. That was the time when I released my first book "USEFUL ARTICLES AND THOUGHTS". It fetched a great welcome from the audience which boosted my confidence to write more.
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I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone